The person who came was my uncle, Wu Hai, Wu Tianxiong's father. He is the eldest son and grandson of the third generation of our family. You can imagine his status in the family. So even though he is a commoner and his father is an official, he must stand up respectfully and greet him whenever he sees my uncle. My uncle was also quite stylish. He nodded expressionlessly as a greeting, and then walked to the bedside of my third uncle and sat down.

My uncle has a lisp and his speech is unclear. I don’t know if it’s because of this, but he rarely speaks.

I remember that when I was in junior high school, there was a classmate in my class who also had a big mouth. We often eliminated him and some classmates even bullied him. But no one in my family dared to laugh at my uncle. As long as he spoke, no matter how much nonsense everyone at the table was talking, everyone would immediately shut up and listen to him.

The reason why Dabo holds such a high position in the family is definitely not because he is the eldest grandson of the eldest son. There are two reasons. First, he is very capable. If the family business encounters problems outside and cannot continue, Dabo will inevitably be the one to solve these problems. Second, he is extremely fair in his conduct. When members of a large family are mixed together in business, conflicts over interests are inevitable. However, Dabo is definitely the one who works the most and is the most tired, but earns the least. Therefore, whenever there is a financial dispute between the branches, they will ask Dabo to judge. He handles these matters impartially, and is considered the "chief judge" of family lawsuits. You can imagine the status of such a person in the family.

After more than an hour, the third uncle finally woke up. Seeing the eldest uncle, he sighed, his tone full of helplessness and pain. The eldest uncle said, "Rest well and don't dwell on the past."

"Yes, third brother, just focus on your recovery and tell me if you need anything," said Dad.

"Oh, I'm ashamed. I hurt myself because of my carelessness. It's because I haven't learned the skills well enough." Uncle San said with a wry smile.

"It's inevitable to have some accidents in our line of work. Tell me what happened to you at that time," said the uncle.

"I don't know what went wrong. I had the talisman on at the time, and when a cold wind started blowing through the woods, it really worked, preventing the wind from blowing into the pavilion. It's a talisman to ward off evil spirits, so I shouldn't be harmed by evil spirits."

"You are definitely not harmed by any evil spirits." said the uncle.

"But my whole arm has been burned to charcoal. If it wasn't an evil spirit that harmed me, who else could it be?"

The uncle said, "Your body's yin and yang are out of balance. You have too much yang and no yin, which is causing spontaneous combustion. Have you applied too many yin-avoidance techniques?"

"Too many? That shouldn't be the case. I posted sixteen in total, which is only half of the capped thirty-two chapters. How can it be too many?" Uncle San said in surprise.

"Have you calculated the star position of the talisman for that day to see if it conflicts with the number sixteen?"

"Of course I calculated it. It was after that calculation that I decided on the sixteen talismans."

The uncle thought for a moment and nodded slightly. "I know what's going on. After the last incident at Long Muting, the warehouse must have increased the number of people on duty to prevent anyone from entering Long Muting again. These workers, especially those on night shift, are definitely all men. I'm afraid you didn't count these people?"

Uncle San closed his eyes and sighed heavily, "I hadn't thought of this in all my calculations. Big Brother, it seems I'm still confused."

"It's almost heaven and earth. You've completely forgotten what Fifth Grandfather said when you were learning martial arts."

"That's right, big brother is right. Failure to master a skill can lead to death ."

The eldest uncle did not come here to comfort the third uncle, but to criticize him mercilessly. I personally think that this was a bit too much. After all, he was already injured like this. Even if he wanted to teach him how to do things, he should not do so when he is still seriously injured and has not recovered.

After that, the eldest uncle didn't say anything more about the third uncle. Instead, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and placed it on his bedside, saying, "This is a magical medicine for healing wounds. Fifth Grandpa asked me to give it to you. Take good care of your injuries and don't worry about it anymore."

"Oh, I made a mistake this time and brought shame to my family. What did Fifth Grandpa say to me?"

"You know his temper, and he has never blamed the younger generation. Don't think too much. Your current task is to recover quickly. Nothing else matters." The uncle patted his shoulder, stood up, said goodbye to his father, and left.

My uncle was so “visible”, he was very imposing in front of the younger generations and seldom spoke to people of our generation, including his sons and grandsons.

Uncle San gave us a wry smile and said, "No matter what you two do in the future, when making decisions, you must remember how Uncle San looked today. You must think twice before doing anything and consider it over and over again. Don't make hasty decisions, otherwise you will definitely suffer losses."

Chu Sen said, "Uncle, rest assured and recover from your injuries. We will continue to work with you when you are well."

"If I continue to follow Uncle San, I will be misleading the young people." Uncle San said with a wry smile.

"Uncle San, accidents are inevitable. We will fight again after we recover from our injuries. You must not lose heart." I comforted him.

"I'm not discouraged, but I know my own limitations. If I really want to learn skills, I have to learn from my uncle. Third Uncle doesn't want to compete with me anymore."

Without waiting for me to speak, my father said, "Let's go back first and let Third Uncle rest. Now is not the time to comfort him. He is also an old hand in the world. He must be more open-minded than you think when encountering things."

"Second brother is right, don't worry about me, go back and rest." I knew that Third Uncle must be in a bad mood at this time, and staying here would only make him more irritable, so the three of us left the ward and left the hospital .

Chu Sen drove his father to work. On the way, his father said, "You all saw the injuries Third Uncle suffered. It's a good thing for young people to want to learn some skills, but I suggest you don't get involved in this business. The risks are too great."

"Every business has risks. It's not just Uncle San. We in the decoration business are also in danger."

Chu Sen continued, "4S stores also have risks. I saw with my own eyes a worker's hand crushed by a car falling on him while he was repairing it."

"Why aren't you two willing to listen to advice? Chu Sen, your family's assets are still small, aren't they all yours to inherit in the future? If you don't follow your father and do business well, what future can you have in earthwork?"

"Uncle, I'm not someone who wants to be in the spotlight. The purpose of learning skills is also for the family business. I hope that the Chu family will get better and better in the future."

"Since you have this idea, why not just focus on the family business? Why do you have to get involved with our family?" said Dad.

"Everyone in your family is a grave-repair worker. If you want to repair a grave, you have to learn the skills of your third uncle."

"Why don't you just ask them to fix it? Why do you want to learn it yourself?"

"The results of asking someone else to do something will definitely be different from doing it yourself. Uncle, I'm not kidding. If I ever have the opportunity to learn the skills of grave repair in the future, I will definitely rebuild my family's ancestral tomb according to the highest standards."

Looking at Chu Sen's high-spirited expression, my father asked curiously, "It stands to reason that few young people these days believe in this kind of stuff. How could you believe in this nonsense?"

"Uncle, this is not feudal superstition . You may not believe it, but my family got rich by repairing tombs."

"Oh, has this happened to your family?"

"That's right. My family was very poor when I was little. We were so poor that we couldn't even afford pants. When I was four or five years old, I was naked in the summer because my family had no money to buy me clothes."

"Then one year, the earthen hill where my family's ancestral grave was buried collapsed by heavy rain. After the coffin emerged from the soil, my father discovered that rats had long since broken through the coffin, and the bones had been gnawed to pieces. My father felt that he owed my grandfather, so he borrowed money to build a new grave for him. That grave cost our family three years to build, and even my father felt that he might never be able to repay the debt in his lifetime. Coincidentally, three days after the grave was repaired, my father went to pay tribute at my grandfather's grave and saw a middle-aged man lying unconscious on my grandfather's grave. My father carried the man home and hired a village doctor. It turned out that the man might have high blood pressure, so he quickly took him to the county hospital on a donkey cart, and then transferred him to Shanghai Central Hospital. It turned out to be high blood pressure, and because he was taken to the hospital in time, he underwent a craniotomy and his life was saved."

"After waking up, the man knew it was my dad who saved him. He thought my dad was a simple and honest man. He had no sons, so he adopted me as his son. The strangest thing about this is that after he recovered from his illness, my godfather told my dad that he felt dizzy that night and an old man invited him into the house and helped him to lie on the bed. So my godfather wanted to meet the old man who helped him to bed. My dad didn't tell him that he was saved from the grave, so he asked what the old man looked like. According to my godfather's description, the old man was my grandfather."